Chapter Twenty-Three: Really Poisoned
The old doctor didn't say anything to Yang Liang, but just asked the attendant A and B to take care of Yang Liang, and then hurriedly walked out of the room, it seemed that he should have gone to find Zhao Yiren.
Seeing the old doctor's reaction, Yang Liang's heart was half cold, it's over, it's over, it's completely over! Yang Liang wailed in his heart.
I must have been eating for a long time, and the doctor said that if you eat it for ten days in a row, you will become a fool, and now it's over, and you are really going to become a fool.
Desperately lying on the bed, Yang Liang looked at the curtain at the top of the bed blankly, desperately thinking, he was too miserable, in the modern society, although he was a social animal, he couldn't see any hope of life, he couldn't afford to buy a house and couldn't make a fortune, but at least it was a society under the rule of law, and science and technology were developed, but he didn't expect that he was forced to cross here, and became a little kid, although he knew that this little kid was Qin Shi Huang who unified the six countries in the future, but now he is just a little kid whose life is in danger at any time, Now that he has been poisoned, he will become a fool in three months, and there is a krypton system that is useless to ask and not say anything, Yang Liang suddenly felt that there was no hope in life.
The attendant A and B saw that their little master was so lost, and they didn't know what to say for a while, although they were low-status slaves, but they were not fools, of course, they could see that the doctor's reaction just now was to prove that their little master was poisoned.
But as slaves, they have no position to say more, in fact, although Yang Liang usually likes to tease them, but to be honest, they still like their chubby little master, at least he doesn't have the feeling that other nobles treat the lives of slaves as mustard.
The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn for a while, and the waiter A was a little older, he cleared his throat and asked, "Is the little boy hungry, do you want to eat something?" ”
Not to mention that the food is okay, Yang Liang felt even more sad when he said that he ate, thinking that he was poisoned, wasn't it because he ate food?
I don't know which drugged himself, but he still put it in the meal, but now it's okay, I'll become a fool in the future, or a fat fool!
Glancing at the fat on his body hatefully, Yang Liang thought, no, even if he really becomes a fool in the future, he can't become a fat fool, don't they all say that Qin Shihuang is mighty and handsome?
Although Zhao Yiren is also a big fat man and can't see anything, but when he saw Zhao Ji that day, his appearance was very bright, and he shouldn't be ugly if he wants to come to Yingzheng.
So Ying Zheng, who was worried that he was about to become a fool, slapped his bag and decided to re-strengthen the weight loss intention he made yesterday, this time he was determined to lose weight successfully, even if he was a fool, he had to be a handsome fool.
Thinking of this, Yang Liang's little head buried in the quilt poked out, looked at Attendant A and Attendant B with a firm face, and said, "Don't eat!" And I'm going to start losing weight in the future, don't persuade me to eat all day long! ”
Weight loss? What does weight loss mean?
Attendant A and B looked at each other, and finally it was attendant A who asked, "Little boy, what does this weight loss mean?" ”
Yang Liang turned his head sullenly, alas, it was really backward in ancient times, and he didn't even know what it meant to lose weight, but after thinking about it, the productivity in ancient times was so low, and there were not a few ordinary people who starved to death.
So he said angrily, "You don't need to know this, just cut the meals I eat every day in the future." ”
Attendant A and B were even more puzzled, everyone in the palace had a share of their meals, if they rashly reduced it, it was a blatant disobedience to the palace rules, according to the rules of the Zhao Palace, if it was found that there were attendants who privately reduced the master's meals, they would be whipped with iron until their bones were broken and they died.
So the two of them hurriedly knelt down, their expressions full of fear and unease, and kowtowed while explaining the reason.
Yang Liang felt extremely uncomfortable when they said this, but he couldn't harm the lives of his attendants A and B for the sake of losing weight, so he had to let them get up first, sighing and sighing, thinking that he should try to control his diet as much as possible.
Yang Liang was lying on the bed and was upset, when he heard a sound of footsteps, it turned out to be Zhao Yiren and the old doctor, Zhao Yiren's small eyes that were squeezed into a slit by flesh were red and swollen, and it looked like he had just cried, he strode to the bed, looked at the wound on Yang Liang's arm, and felt a pain in his heart, thinking that he had created something, he was sent to another country as a hostage, and he had been in the bag for so many years, and he finally raised his son to such a big age, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen now.
Just now, the doctor told him about Yang Liang's situation, and sure enough, after testing, it was found that the concentration of Yang Liang's blood was already very high, obviously taking it for more than ten days, and it looked like it should be half a month.
Zhao Yiren thought about it, half a month ago, Yang Liang was very shrewd at King Zhao's banquet, and the eight achievements were that King Zhao was jealous that his Zheng'er was so smart, and he knew that if Zheng'er died in King Zhao's palace, he would not be able to find a country, so he poisoned Zheng'er's meals to poison him into a fool, and the meals in each courtyard in the palace were sent by the catering department after they were prepared, and only King Zhao could control the diet of each courtyard so easily.
I hated and was angry in my heart, but after all, there was no actual evidence, so I could only give up, but I was sad from my heart, and he, a big man who was white and chubby at one meter and eight meters, couldn't help crying and red-eyed.
Seeing Yang Liang's cowardly appearance, Zhao Yiren's heart hurt even more, his own Zheng'er is so smart, he must have known about his poisoning just now, pity him at a young age, he has to bear this, and his emotions surged into his heart for a while, and he almost cried out again, but he wanted to retain his father's majesty in front of his son, and he couldn't help it.
Yang Liang saw Zhao Yiren's old father's heartbroken look, and he felt very uncomfortable, although he was already an adult, but in modern times, his relationship with his parents was not friendly, he was the eldest in the family, and his parents gave their favor to his younger brother, all he got since he was a child was the indifference of his parents, although Zhao Yiren was a little timid and afraid of things and was a crybaby, but he was 100% sincere love for his son, and now he is about to become a fool, I don't know how big a blow should be to him.
Thinking of this, Yang Liang couldn't help but reddened his eyes, he was now in a child's body, his emotions were affected, he was already a little childish, but now his mood fluctuated, and he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and he cried. Zhao Yiren saw his son crying, and he couldn't hold back the tears he had been holding back anymore, he stepped forward and hugged his little son, and the father and son hugged their heads and cried, looking very pitiful.
The doctor and the attendant A and B who were standing on the side saw it, and they were all infected by this sad emotion, and quietly wiped away their tears.